a constant refrain

Or, more like several constant refrains. 

Some days I think I could record my voice and just hit play since it seems that I perpetually repeat myself.  I must say the following phrases 10 or 15 times a day (even though it feels like hundreds of times a day!)

• Did you wash?
• Close the door
• Close the lid
• Flush
• Don’t let the door slam
• Keep your hands OFF your brother!
• Please stop whining
• Use your words
• That’s not how you ask.  Try again
• Is that yours?  Do your hands belong on it?
• Put it away.
• That’s not away…that’s just on the floor in another room.  Do it right this time.
• No it’s not time for lunch (or dinner)
• No, you may not have a snack.  You just got up from the table.
• No sand in the wading pool!
• Please don’t play with the clean laundry
• Move a bit.  You’re in my hula-hoop space.
• Clear your dishes.
• Be gentle.
• Where are you going?*
• What time will you be home?*
• Are you eating dinner here?*
• What are your plans for the day?*

And the last one:

• I love you!

Fortunately, they—the boys and the girls—hear that one more than any other. 

*These are reserved almost exclusively for the girls.  The rest are directed primarily at the little boys.